Chapter Seventy-One: The So-Called Spirits

After Qing Yao organized the language in her heart, she explained softly: "Alcohol is probably a type of wine. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Sun Jian thought about it for a while before he said slowly, "Are you talking about the Lie Bar?"

"Spirits......" Qing Yao muttered silently in her heart, and then nodded in response: "Yes, it's spirits." ā€

"You don't need to use spirits for a small injury, that thing is unbearable for ordinary people. ā€

"Oh. Qing Yao nodded, signaling that she understood.

When her eyes swept over the medicine cabinets in the hall, she suddenly had an idea and called Sun Jian lightly.

"Mr. Sun, can you give me some spirits? I want to make some medicinal wine. ā€

"Okay, you can go to Du Heng in a while. ā€

"Thank you. ā€

"You're welcome, if there's anything you need, just go find them and get it. ā€

Sun Jian waved his hand indifferently, after all, the valuable medicinal materials were all in his hands, and he didn't care about other ordinary medicinal materials.

"Hmm. Seeing the other party's attitude, Qing Yao had to smile and nodded.

When Doctor Zhao instructed his disciple to bandage the patient, he turned around and went to prescribe medicine.

"Alright, go grab the medicine. ā€

Qing Yao took the prescription handed to her by the other party, responded lightly, and quickly walked to the medicine cabinet on the side.

In recent times, she has begun to help with medicine. So far, though, she hasn't developed a skill that she can grab at hand.

Weighing the weight of each medicine on a scale in your hand and placing it on oiled paper is called dispensing.

After handing the medicine to the patient's family, she stepped aside.

Qing Yao watched as Juniper stepped forward to collect the consultation fee and began to look for Du Heng's figure.

At this time, Sun Jian had already left, and the other doctors slowly dispersed. When she turned her head to look, she saw Du Heng standing in the corner at a glance.

"Senior Brother Du Heng, I need some spirits to make medicinal wine, Mr. Sun said let me find you. ā€

"Well, you come with me. ā€

After Qing Yao's inquiry, Du Heng led her to the backyard.

"This is where the wine is stored, watch the threshold. ā€

Qing Yao followed behind the other party and walked into the closed house step by step.

When you step on the threshold, the first thing that catches your eye is the jar of wine placed on a wooden shelf.

"Are these these?"

She pointed to the wooden frame in front of her, turned her head to look at the person next to her, and asked.

Du Heng stepped forward and patted the wooden frame behind him and replied: "It's all, how much do you need, I'll find you a bottle." ā€

"A vial is a ......"

Qing Yao replied with a light smile, but her eyes began to inspect the furnishings in the house.

"Okay, you wait for me here for a while, and I'll go get the bottle for the wine. ā€

Du Heng nodded, and after an explanation, he turned around and walked away.

Qing Yao pursed her lips and watched the other party walk quickly to the side of the cubicle.

"I can't imagine that a pharmacy has so much wine. ā€

She looked at the different types of drinks and wondered what they were.

In addition to some jars marked with spirits, there were also many brewed liquors of all kinds.

"Senior sister, do you think this bottle is suitable?"

Du Heng asked her with a blue and white porcelain vase.

Seeing this, Qing Yao nodded. "Yes. ā€

"Alright, I'll get you a drink right now. ā€

Du Heng said, walking straight to the shelf where the spirits were placed.

"Senior Brother Du Heng, I'll help you. ā€

Qing Yao saw the other party go to hug the wine jar on the wooden shelf, and quickly stepped forward to hold the porcelain bottle.

"Whoa......

As the wine slowly poured out of the jar, a hint of wine emanated from it.

Qing Yao sniffed the wine in the air and sniffled.

"This wine ......"

Du Heng looked at her like this, and explained with a chuckle: "This wine is okay? This is a strong wine that the master bought at a great price." ā€

As soon as Qing Yao heard that the other party said that this was a strong liquor that she had bought at a high price, she couldn't help but lean towards the wine jar and sniffed it carefully.

"Doesn't this smell right?"

Although she didn't drink liquor, she could tell from the smell of it that it wasn't a spirit.

"Is there something wrong?"

Du Heng also saw her abnormality at this time, and couldn't help but put down the wine jar and asked suspiciously.

"Senior Brother Du Heng, are you sure this is a spirit?"

Qing Yao looked at each other strangely.

Du Heng lowered his head and sniffed the wine in the altar, and replied affirmatively: "It's spirits." ā€

Seeing that the other party was so determined, Qing Yao used the wooden wine to beat out some wine and tasted it.

"This tastes ......"

"What's wrong with the smell?"

Du Heng also tasted the wine and asked suspiciously.

Qing Yao looked up at the other party's eyes, and suddenly remembered that in ancient times, the so-called spirits were all low-alcohol wines, and the Jingchuan Dynasty was in the same stage, so it should be the same.

And the wine she tasted just now was about 20 degrees, which was indeed considered a strong wine in this drink, which was generally only a few degrees or more than ten degrees.

"It seems that if you want spirits, you have to distill and refine them yourself, and I don't know if this trickle refining is difficult, it seems that you have to try it. ā€

She looked at the wine in her hand and muttered softly.

Du Heng listened to her vague words, and whispered again: "Senior sister, what are you talking about?

"No, no problem. ā€

Qing Yao chuckled and shook her head.

Seeing her shake her head, Du Heng proposed softly again: "Then I'll continue to help you install a bar?"

"Okay, then I'll trouble you. ā€

"You're welcome. ā€

Du Heng responded with a smile and began to continue the unfinished business in his hand.

"Whoa......

Qing Yao silently watched as the wine poured out of the jar, and quickly filled the porcelain bottle in her hand.

That afternoon, because she had her own plan to distill spirits in mind, she left the Rejuvenation Hall early after inquiring about the location of the blacksmith shop.

"Blacksmith ......"

She looked at the shop with the banner in front of her and walked briskly.

"Jingle ......"

When she reached the front door of the shop, she could already hear a knock from inside the house.

"Girl, what do you want to buy?"

As soon as she stepped into the store, a middle-aged woman walked briskly to greet her.

Qing Yao glanced around the blacksmith shop, and then said softly, "I wonder if you can order it here?"

"Of course, what do you need to order?"

"I'd like to make a sake steaming utensil, but I'm going to make some changes to the original......"

"Girl, please come in. The middle-aged woman led her to the table and shouted loudly, "Father, there is a guest who wants to make something." ā€

"It's coming. ā€

After an answer, a burly middle-aged man wiped the beads of sweat from his head and walked out quickly.

"Girl, if you need anything, just tell him. The middle-aged woman said with a smile.

"Boss, I need a steaming utensil, it needs ......"

While Qing Yao was explaining, the middle-aged man took out a charcoal pen and wrote and drew on the paper.

When she finished her request, the other party also put down the charcoal in her hand.